"I cannot wait for this day to end," she thought as she walked through the front door and into her Soho loft. It was finally the end of a long week -- her first week as an Associate, with an opportunity to make Junior Partner within three years, at Pierce and Partners LLP, one of the fastest growing International Law firms on the East coast. Although she w...
I'm going to take a few liberties with the next few chapters. I really need to drag it out (the good times) to make up for the not-so-great times that followed. ********** Looking back, nearly fourteen years ago, I remember that day with stark, breathless clarity. It was the final Wednesday in January, and I woke up even earlier than normal because I knew...
It was a beautiful day. The sun was shining and Paige was wearing a bath robe in the middle of a very expensive hotel room that had a view of the city. She wasn't even a guest at the hotel. The room belonged to the naked man lying face down in the king-sized bed, half covered in the satin sheets. The guy who knew more sex positions than any man she had eve...
So I just got reminded of my trip to Paris with a couple of old girlfriends from school. This was after we'd graduated, but, when I went over as part of my 21st birthday present. I told my Dad that I wanted to do a kind of pilgrimage and visit all the churches and cathedrals, but he knew it was bullshit of course, otherwise I'd go to Rome, right? I've been o...
I am not a professional writer, but I enjoy it. With that in mind I welcome any constructive criticism you may have to offer. And please vote on the story to tell me what you think. The year is starting to drag and its only October. That is not a good sign. Something about this year is especially tedious. Maybe because all I hear about is who's dating who,...
I am hosting a lingerie party for some of my gal pals. After what I told you happened at the last party I attended you are intrigued but I tell you that you cannot stay as it is for ladies only! Little do I know that you set up a camera to capture all of the fun...you come home from your night out with the boys and rewind the tape and settle in to view the a...
(This is a work of fiction.) This text is based on a lengthy confession shared on a private group that I am a member of. It is being shared with the permission of the account behind the original post, with anonymising changes to names and some geography, as well as minor alterations to some other details - in other words, it is partly fictionalised to maint...
Jeff was always thinking. It wasn't limited to his work or the things he read. He was always analyzing something in his spare time like when he brushed his teeth or took a shower. There were so many times he would come out of the shower and say, "I just had an interesting idea." He used the word interesting because he didn't want characterize his thoughts as...
There is a story around these parts about three sisters who got the name of the three little pigs. They weren't called pigs because they were fat; these girls were anything but fat. They were young, trim, athletic and nubile. Everything every man wants in a woman and more than most deserve. These girls were called the three little pigs because they had no sh...
We didn't know quite what to say to each other the next morning, and for once we didn't take advantage of the kids rushing downstairs to leave us a "lie in". The whole day we circled around each other like shy teenagers. Yet that night, after a longer than usual time in the toilet, she came out, slid next to me in bed, and said, "So... do you want to try it...